Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 515 Don't Tour the City
Although Fan Zheng hated patrolling the yamen after he went down to the extreme, he had to fulfill this duty.

There is no way, the officials are lazy for a while, and the people die.

Wu Baizhi and Xin Kedai, who joined the judicial army, led the cao and asked questions, patrolling the streets of Chang'an County with a straight face.

The ancestral land of the Wu family, Henan Province, is said to be the land of the Song Dynasty in the Spring and Autumn Period. After Wu Ding, the king of Shang, he was a descendant of the Zi family.

However, after the surname Ji, the fiefdom as the surname in the Han Dynasty coexisted.

The two sayings that the surname Xin originated from the surname Si point to the ancestral lands of later generations in the southeast of Heyang County, Shaanxi Province.

There is also a saying that originated from the Gao Xin family, and later changed to the Xin family.

The name Wu Baizhi made Fan Zheng complain so much that he almost asked him to imitate the skeleton soldier holding a short knife and sing "Let me take your heart off" to the criminal.

Fan Zheng said that the effect must be very good, and he would not need to use the torture rod to ask questions.

Don't drive around, ghosts and gods, it's hard to see a few rangers with snakes and eagles on their bodies in Huaizhen Square. They either run fast or kneel fast.

Fan Zheng beckoned and asked a few rangers to take off their shirts and check them again, and couldn't help but laugh.

It's normal to stab a snake and an eagle, but what does it mean to stab a chicken or a donkey?
These days, you Xiaer has to be familiar with poetry. Is this to improve self-cultivation and humiliate ignorant scholars?
Tsk tsk, the poem "Guojiujia" written by Wang Ji, the deceased uncle of Wang Fuzheng who joined the army and known as "Mr. Wudou" (recorded in "Old Tang Book·Yi Yi"), is only a hundred words long!
"What do you think? It doesn't hurt to have a hundred characters tattooed?" Fan Zheng asked curiously.

"If you have customers, you must teach them to drink. If you have no money, don't sell them." You Xia'er bowed his head. "The villain often has no money, so he stabs this poem to remind himself to quit drinking."

Fan Zheng asked curiously, "Have you quit?"

You Xiaer replied sincerely: "One abstinence every day."

Fan Zheng couldn't help laughing, and warned them not to make trouble for the village, so they all drove away.

Although it is said that the city should be strictly governed, they have not made any mistakes so far, so they cannot be beaten indiscriminately.

Generally speaking, it wasn't that the group of rangers made too much noise, and the government would not be cruel.

Zhang Gan?

Just relying on the tattoo on his arm "I am not afraid of Jing Zhaoyin", it is a provocation to the government, why not die?
The former Jing Zhaoyin may have scruples in his heart, but if he were replaced by a strong Jing Zhaoyin, he would not be able to beat him to death!

The background of the sky is not enough for a ranger to provoke a third-rank official, the background is at most a few words of "Oh, Huo" and it's over.

"Stop that woman!"

Fan Biejia made a show of his prestige and roared suddenly.

Before Judicial Shi and others could react, several rangers rushed out like a whirlwind, each with a ferocious face. Although they didn't attack anyone, they stopped the woman in gray who was holding the sleeping baby.

The rather pretty woman in gray clothes helplessly hugged her sleeping baby and looked around, when she saw the Yongzhou officials and her party, she immediately screamed.

"Officials, help! These villains are going to be raped!"

Several rangers took a sip.

Robbery?

Is it worthy of your beauty?
I don't know how many girls from good families are proud of following You Xia, and when they quarrel, they have the upper hand with "Believe it or not, tell me You Xia to clean up the man".

What, you said after thinking about it?

How many people live today without tomorrow, either poor or sick, do they care so much?
If you are happy for a while, who cares about the bleak future?

The judicial history brought the lady in gray to Fan Zheng, and several rangers waited beside them with a smile on their faces.

"Wu Baizhi, give them money to buy wine. Xin Kedai, ask someone to record their names. If you commit a misdemeanor in the future, you will be exempted from the cane for one time. It is common to all states and counties."

You Xia'er smiled instantly.

I thought it would be nice to be able to taste some green ant wine for a few tens of pennies. According to the current situation, it is unreasonable not to eat a leg of lamb!

Free stick once, this is even more ironic.

"Thank you for the reward!"

Carrying the money, You Xia'er went to the West Market to kill.

"Officer, did the woman make any mistakes?"

The lady in gray asked timidly.

Fan Zheng held his hand behind his back: "You two are in the army to solve the case."

Investigating and deciding cases is the job of the law enforcement officers. Unless there are serious cases and the law enforcement officers make mistakes, don't drive to try cases every day.

Wu Baizhi spoke quickly: "Take down the prisoner, hold the baby, and go back to the yamen one by one, and invite Jiang Baizhi, a doctor of medicine, to come here."

Fan Zheng had forgotten that there was also a doctor of medicine in Yongzhou who came from Jiang's lineage.

This official has a predestined relationship with the Jiang family!

The woman in gray fell to the ground and said, "Help me! The government wants to take my baby!"

There were men and women surrounded from all directions, with half-believing expressions and faint anger.

Fan Zheng sighed infinitely, who made the common people lose trust in the government?
Xin Kedai scolded angrily: "If you are a stranger, according to the order of Yongzhou not to drive, you can be killed on the spot! You keep saying that you are a baby, how did you give birth to a woman with a hip bone?"

The common people let go of their clenched fists, and their expressions gradually eased.

Fan Zheng praised secretly, he is very skilled in household affairs, even such things as hip bones are not stretched, it can be seen at a glance.

Fan Zheng didn't designate who was in charge, but just wanted to see who was more outstanding when the two of them were competing.

Wu Baizhi said unhurriedly: "It's your baby, that's fine, tell me where your family lives, and I'm calling the square to confront you. If it's a county in another state, show your past."

Xin Kedai let out a cold snort: "Screaming like this, the baby has not responded at all, it is obviously drugged."

This sentence completely cleared the common people's doubts.

Whether the baby is sleeping or sick, it is impossible not to blink an eyelid for such a big movement.

Judicial History and the Judiciary put the scorpion into the finger of the lady in gray.

This is called 拶 (zǎn) punishment, which is a punishment for extorting a confession, and five punishments are punishments after trial.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain of squeezing the fingers desperately is unbearable for normal men.

The corners of Wu Baizhi's lips raised: "The hearts of the people are like iron, and the laws of the government are like furnaces. Do you want to taste the taste of torture tools?"

The gray-clothed woman's face was ashen, but she still insisted on her mouth: "The woman is wronged! This is my Dalang's serious illness. I just brought him to Xishi for treatment!"

Jiang Baizhi, who was somewhat similar to Jiang Fuling, arrived, and smiled lightly when she heard the words: "Then, tell me which pharmacy's sitting doctor saw it, and the yamen called someone out."

Jiang Baizhi put her fingers on the baby's veins, and after nearly a quarter of an hour, she crossed her hands to Fan Zheng: "Medical Doctor Jiang Baizhi returned the farewell order, the baby has been drugged, and it will take at least half a day to wake up."

Fan Zheng was slightly puzzled: "Can we solve it by pouring cold water on the noodles?"

Jiang Baizhi raised her voice slightly: "Judging from the officials' many years of experience in diagnosis and treatment, it's not appropriate! If so, the baby will easily have future troubles."

Fan Zheng muttered: "It's really the doctor's parents' heart, and the baby will be taken care of by you."

"Facao, you didn't go to have a good time, why did you become soft?"

Wu Bai smiled grimly and waved his hands, the two inquisitors desperately tugged on the hemp rope, the clasp on it desperately gathered, and the high-pitched soprano soared into the sky.

Seeing such a hard-talking woman, she was in so much pain that she was stricken with tears after just one slap, it was somewhat ugly.

(End of this chapter)